The first hint of a problem came one night in 1999.

It was a few months after Jill Stannock started working as a nurse

at Christ Hospital in Oakland, Illinois.

The nurses were gathered around the desk for a shift change.

It was a normal night until a supervising nurse said,

matter-of-factly, there's a patient

aborting a second trimester baby with Down syndrome on our floor.

Jill was shocked. She looked around the room.

No one looked surprised or concerned.

Who would think that a housewoman in Christ could be involved in such a thing?

It's a good question.

And as our reporter Mary Muncie found, there were even more questions, more things.

Things that would, once Jill went public with them, have a profound effect on her and on the

pro-life movement.

Once I heard Mary tell this story, I realized it's about more than abortion.

In an odd way, it reminded me of something I tell my journalism students, that hardly anybody

sets out to do really, really horrible things.

So often people, in their day-to-day routine, somehow lose track of what they're actually

doing. Then they just sort

of drift into evil. So today, a story about someone who refused to lose track, someone

who paid attention to what was going on right in front of her, someone who wasn't the

same when she finally did see it clearly.

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